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letra de coffin - blckk

[verse]
had you think the fact that i’m a piece of sh-t
these days im trynna hold it f-cking with this sh-t
if i’m cutting myself first and thats a part what makes me such a f-ckin d-ck that i couldn’t give a f-ck about a-
all i wanna do is slit my own f-cking wrist
how’d that make you feel?
keep drinking till the motherf-ckin pain don’t exist
what a sh-tty deal

hope i go to h-ll and meet [censored] there
b-tch, i should’ve f-cking pushed you down a set of stairs
i don’t like yall, write a f-cking blog about it
i dont wanna talk about it
you can suck my d-ck and write a song about it f-ggot

six more seconds till this sh-t kick in
do this till they drop and make the coffin sing
i can make you feel this sh-t, your blood won’t bend
man this sh-t the f-ck out, we all go swing
i’ve been ripping through a pack a day, i need a f-cking holiday
ain’t listen to sh-t the f-cking past to say
if there’s a h-ll then i’ve been livin in it
i’ve been f-cking sittin in it
i need me another f-cking sip, im in it

- blckk

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